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Dora clenched her fists and choked
down her sobs. "All right, Mr. Dyer,"
she said, "but I haveVme thing to Bay
to you. When the new management
took things over I had charge of that
letter about the patent. It was placed
in my hands by Mr. Atterbury a week
before he died. It wasn't filed among
the other letters. Mr. Atterbury
knew that some day there would be
thousands ofHollarB dependent on it
And you won't get it"
"Eh?" blustered Dyer. "What do
"I mean just what I say," answered
Dora, "That letter was placed by
me in a certain part of the office,
among certain papers and it will take
the whole force just aTnonth to find
it Think you can wait a month, Mr.
"What the " began Dyer." Then,
checking himself. "See here, Miss
Henderson, do you realize that this
"No," anBwered Dora. ; "I have not
asked you for anything."
"But you imply that you refuse to
hand over that paper unless you are.
"Nothing 'of the kind," said Dora.
"I wouldn't work for a man like you.
I wouldn't work after Mr. Lawson
"Think a mighty lot of Lawson,
don't you?" Jeered Dyer. "Now, see
-here, young woman, my stenogra
pher has been taking down every
word you have said and unless yqu
divulge where you -have put that pa
per I'll call a policeman."
"But that won't give you the pa
per," answered Dora.
Dyer looked at her in despair and
tried a new tack.
"How much do. you want for it?"
"It isn't for sale."
, "You are an employe of this com
pany. It is your duty to deliver it to
me. That is what you get your sal
ary for. If you refuse you can and
will be arrested.
. J1 am no longer an employe of this,! cent more money.'
T company," retorted Dora. "You have
Just discharged me." 4
Dyer glared at her. "Well, what f
are your terms?" he demanded with 4
a ferocious scowl.
"A three years' contract for Mr.
Lawson," answered Dora. j4
"You're crazy I" shouted Dyer, risJ
ing. "Do you think I am going to be
blackmailed in this way?" J
"Evidently not," answered Dom.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Dyer. One mo-1
ment, please. If you put your hand
on me I shall have you arrested." a
Dyer glared at her In baffled bewil-'u
derment And at that moment Law5"
son himself appeared at the door.
"Good-day, Mr. Dyer," he said,
holding out hiB-hand. "If there is"
anything I can do to clean up before
I leave " j
"I'm' wise to this game!" snarled
Dyer. "You pretended that you had'
gone home and sent this woman
this -woman in here to blackmail
Lawson stepped forward, his face-"1
set, his fists clenched. 'But Dora in- 3
"I have just been discharged, Mr.
Lawson," Bhe said, "and Mr. Dyer
wants that paper referring to the
contract which Mr. Atterbury03
thought would some day have value.15
You remember I- have often spoken .
of it to you." T"
"Ah, yes," said Lawson vaguely.
"Where is it, Miss Henderson?" Antf3
the tone of his voice was so obvious- '
Iy sincere that Dyer realized his the--1
ory of blackmail had fallen to the .
"Mr. Dyer has discharged me," pur-Jf
sued Dora, "and consequently I have;
no further duty toward this office. He?2
will get it in return for a three years'
contract with you to remain chief
"He wil, will he?" shouted Law-1
son in a rage. "Well, I guess he
won't I've just called up the Smith-'
Benson company and accepted a po
sition as their manager at 50 per
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